39Jesus went out as usual to the Mount of Olives, and his disciples followed him. 40On reaching the place, he said to them, “Pray that you will not fall into temptation.” 41He withdrew about a stone’s throw beyond them, knelt down and prayed, 42“Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.” 43An angel from heaven appeared to him and strengthened him. 44And being in anguish, he prayed more earnestly, and his sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground.

45When he rose from prayer and went back to the disciples, he found them asleep, exhausted from sorrow. 46“Why are you sleeping?” he asked them. “Get up and pray so that you will not fall into temptation.” (Luke 22:39-46)


who hears His pleading,

His fearful crying and entreating?

The Son of God in anguished fear

With none to solace Him is here.

He is alone, forsaken.

Gethsemane –

who notes His yearning,

Who sees Him to His friends now turning,

That He may all His grief impart,

And they may cheer, console His heart?

Alas!  His friends are sleeping.

Gethsemane –

who sees Him wrestling,

With evil powers around Him pressing,

Tormenting Him with all their might?

And in His soul He sees no light,

By God and man forsaken!

(Song from Well-Spring of Joy, taken from Behold His Love by Basilea Schlink)